In Feng Qin's memory, the Feng clan had many kinds of supernatural powers.
Can manipulate wind and fire, as well as the power of the original body and so on.
Compared with the human race who need to find the exercises on their own, he undoubtedly has a huge racial advantage, and there are too many exercises in his home to remember.
Feng Qin is very playful. Most of what Feng Shuang taught him, he didn't listen to much. The most he has learned so far is the fire control technique.
So he also forgot what Feng Shuang said, about the divine power of the Feng clan, Nirvana.
The lifespan of a phoenix is not long by the standards of a divine beast. It cannot be compared with a real dragon, and it has the same longevity as heaven and earth. However, this Destiny Supernatural power complements Phoenix's weakness well in this regard.
Fall into death and then be reborn.
Life and death are interdependent, and will be transformed after rebirth.
But Feng Qin didn't know.
Feng Shuang gave him the inherited memories of the Feng Clan, and he sealed them up arbitrarily, never reading them once.
After feeling the excruciating pain, he really thought he was going to die.
He was still young, and most of the time he was locked in the Xumi illusion by his father. He had not experienced the colorful world and adventures that his father said, and he was about to die.
Death is eternal darkness, the end of all fear, the repetition of infinite pain and sorrow.
But he has no regrets.
Even if he did it all over again, he would still do it.
- Only when the monstrous flames scorched the entire night sky and the consciousness dissipated, Feng Qin still remembered the person who made him quite reluctant.
He didn't want to leave.
His favorite person is still in the world, but he is going to sink deep into the quagmire of chaos.
sink.
There is no end.
The flames on that beautiful phoenix became even more intense, dazzling everyone's eyes. After being extremely gorgeous, it was decadent, and the original form of the phoenix disappeared into the air inch by inch, along with the dissipation of the red fire.
It was as if there was no Feng Qin in this world anymore.
"What are you still doing?! Go first!" Elder Xuanying took care of the overall situation, and while protecting the remaining disciples from the passage opened by the vision of heaven and earth, shouted to Lin Zhizhi who was still standing by.
The other elder didn't know what secret method he used, and his cultivation level suddenly increased by half, and he used the power of one person to entangle the two demon cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm.
Lin Zhizhi glanced at the passage, calculated the speed of disappearance, and used the wind control art. This time he introduced the thunder force above the Wenxian Sword. The wind and thunder were mixed, and the speed was extremely fast. In front of the fire phoenix.
The disappearance of the flame left no trace in the air, not even ashes. A wisp of burning flame floated in front of the black-haired boy, but it would go out when it was about to touch, as if he couldn't bear to burn him.
This ray of flame reflected in Lin Zhizhi's eyes, and dyed him the same reddish red as Little Phoenix's eyes, giving the young boy who had always been weak a bright color, making him look beautiful.
Even anger proves that he is still alive.
Lin Zhizhi didn't have time to grieve. He came here to find some evidence that Feng Qin lived.
Although the young master of the Lin family is not well-versed in books, he has roughly read the books in the bookstore under the pressure of his father, and knows that these great mythical beasts are not so easy to die—
Although he did not know the specific process, he believed that the little phoenix would not die.
If he died, he would have the entire Demon Race buried with him!
The young man clenched the hilt of the sword, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his black eyes.
Some demons saw that Lin Zhizhi was still standing in the flames, and broke away from the large army that was blocking the departure of the human disciples, and then went up to him with the wind.
A blue sword energy, like lightning, pierced through his head in the inconceivable eyes of the demon race, and sank deeply into the thick column of the flying palace behind him.
The night gradually became completely dark, covering the best veil for the actions of the demons.
The passage is about to close, and he will stay for a while at the end. If it doesn't work, he has to go out—
Lin Zhizhi looked at the flames and looked solemn, and finally relaxed at the end and smiled. He stretched out his hand, and the egg with the red dao pattern on its surface flew into his arms.
After getting this phoenix egg, Lin Zhizhi turned his head and rushed towards the elder Xuanying.
All of this is slow to say, but it all happened in the blink of an eye.
The other elder was already unable to stop the two demon cultivators whose cultivation base was in the middle, so he roared and chose to self-destruct to protect the disciples who had left.
The self-destruction of a Nascent Soul elder was so powerful that it suddenly shook the entire flying palace, the palace fell, and the two demon cultivators had to temporarily avoid the edge. One of the Nascent Soul Demon Xiu's sallow face showed a bit of anxiety. The demons have strict rules. If they can't complete it after spending two sacred items this time, what awaits him after returning must be more painful than death. !
However, this water of the Styx can only be manipulated by Demon Venerable. All he can do is move it slightly along the remaining will of Demon Venerable and spend huge mana, not to mention that now his mana is greatly reduced, and he cannot let it block the self-destruction power for himself. Such small movements.
Before coming here, everyone thought it was a beautiful job that came easily. There are two sacred relics of Taiyin and Minghe, and they have spent the blood of true immortals that cannot be regenerated. Can't they be catching turtles in the urn? But the death of the little phoenix made his plan go wrong.
Heaven and earth grieve together, oh, this kind of chance can also make him collide!
Can't let those people go away! If you are out of the influence of the blood of the true immortal, and attract those people, you will not be able to survive, and you will not be able to die.
The yellow-faced demon cultivator's vicious color disappeared in a flash, and he opened his hands and claws into his chest, and blood essence followed the strange tattoo on his chest until it filled the formation. His body suddenly became huge, and he forcibly resisted the power of self-destruction, and broke out at an extremely fast speed to stop Elder Xuanying and several others.
Elder Xuanying had already taken his disciples out of the scope of the flying palace at that time, and his first thought was to hide and inform the sect. However, even if they left the dark fog of Taiyin, the information could not be conveyed.
There must be something else nearby... run away first!
Lin Zhizhi took advantage of the chaos to hand over the Phoenix Egg to Elder Xuanying.
There is no other reason. His own cultivation base is only in the foundation-building stage, so it is easy to fail to protect the phoenix egg and die under the hands of the demon cultivator. Compared with him, the elder was more able to successfully bring the egg back to the sect.
At this time, the yellow-faced demon cultivator had already caught up with his remaining subordinates, and appeared in front of Elder Xuanying with a thunderous momentum, using his body as a weapon to add to the elder's spirit sword and fist.
"Flee separately!"
Now that he has come out, there is no need to confront each other head-on.
Elder Xuanying's sword light was sassy, and he separated hundreds of sword shadows. Instead of falling towards the yellow-faced devil, he managed to take the yellow-faced devil's hand and trapped Yuanying devil's men with a sword formation. With this effort, move outward and leave.
The phoenix egg in his sleeve moved unobtrusively.
"Looking for death! Chase me!"
The yellow-faced demon cultivator dispersed the demonic energy, blocked the sword formation, and let his subordinates chase after the scattered disciples, while he persevered in blocking Xuan Ying's path.
Lin Zhizhi's escaping speed was very fast.
The wind and thunder are mixed, almost equivalent to teleportation, all the way to the west.
But behind him, the people chasing after him are also quite powerful, and the magic cultivator in the Core Formation Realm is a big realm higher than him! Even if the speed technique is inferior to him in subtlety, he can keep up with him through the profound spiritual power.
Lin Zhizhi made a few big circles and ran into the deep mountains and old forests, but he couldn't get rid of the other party. Even in the long run, the loss of spiritual energy of the Pill Formation Realm Demon Cultivator was obviously lower than his, and he was approaching him little by little.
If you can't escape, let's fight.
- Fighting across a big realm, Master can do it at the beginning, so can he!
The black-haired boy's evil spirit reappeared, he made up his mind, turned his head abruptly, the sword light soared and swept out, drowning the body of the demon cultivator behind him.
Mo Xiu was caught off guard, but after all, he was a cultivator in the Core Formation Realm, and the black shield floated in front of him to resist the attack for him.
"You didn't think wrong?" Mo Xiu's eyes were full of mockery.
For the magic cultivators, each one is trained between life and death, and the flowers raised in the greenhouse are not worth mentioning at all. They have always challenged the human race by leaps and bounds, and they have never met the human race to challenge them in turn!
The person in front of him was really over his head.
Lin Zhizhi didn't answer him. He charged a blow, and rushed in front of Mo Xiu like lightning. He asked the immortal sword blue light to flourish.
The long whip in Mo Xiu's hand turned into a black light, as if the air was bursting open, and the wind was blowing, wrapping around the boy's waist, and smashing his palm towards his chest.
Lin Zhizhi stumbled on his foot and fell to the ground. The Wenxian Sword turned into a chain of lightning, which firmly bound the demon cultivator on the ground.
Mo Xiu's palm hit the ground, making a loud "bang". The place where it was trapped by the chains of lightning made a "sizzling" sound, as if the body had been corroded.
"The power of thunder..." Mo Xiu licked his lips, although it was painful, there was a sense of comfort in his words.
Following his words, the surrounding wind roared loudly, black light flourished, and a large dark hand emerged from the sky, raging, and grabbed Lin Zhizhi who was close at hand.
It was that demon cultivator who used his body as bait to induce Lin Zhizhi to approach him.
"If you can see my Heaven Swallowing Demon Art, you can be considered dead." Mo Xiu said proudly, the next second, his mouth suddenly opened wide, surpassing the limit of the human body, forming a huge suction force, wanting to inhale Lin Zhizhi Go in and become nourishment.
The surrounding leaves trembled and were swallowed by the giant mouth.
Lin Zhizhi closed his eyes, his spiritual sense left his body, and slammed into the demons viciously. Consciousness struggle is a very dangerous thing, if you are not careful, you will become a waste! Even if he is only in the foundation-building stage, due to the tempering of the whirlpool, his spiritual consciousness may be better than the pill-forming stage. With one blow, the magic cultivator was hit.
The giant hand collapsed suddenly. Lin Zhizhi took out the ghost sail from the Qiankun Ring, awakened the sleeping demon spirit, and trapped the demon cultivator.
This kind of attack related to spiritual consciousness made Mo Xiu startled for only three seconds before breaking through Yin Guifan. Lin Zhizhi knew early on that this thing had little effect on him, but a little bit was good. He no longer hesitated, and in those three seconds, the thunder light covered his fist and punched the opponent's chest.
Wen Xianjian followed his thoughts, traversed down, and ruthlessly penetrated the magic cultivator from the back.
The demon cultivator snorted, spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, black energy recovered, and a whip pierced Lin Zhizhi's abdomen, dripping with blood.
Lin Zhizhi's eyes did not blink, he knew that the other party's cultivation was higher than his own, and if he fought conservatively, he would definitely be consumed to death. Only a life-for-life attack can bring a little chance.
Mo Xiu's body knelt on the ground, and vortices suddenly appeared one after another, spurting out.
Lin Zhizhi frowned, feeling that these vortexes were absorbing his spiritual energy. But after a while, a little bit of effort has been lost.
The demon spirit fluttered and flew, and every contact with the demon cultivator was accompanied by a huge force. The dark blue thunder light penetrated into the vortex like a small snake, the black and blue rays of light conflicted with each other, and the Wenxian Sword turned into a beam of light in the air, slashing down. on the body of the magician. Asking the Immortal Sword against his heart, as long as it goes down again, it can end his life.
"What kind of swordsmanship are you doing?" Pill Realm Demon Xiu asked in a hoarse voice, clutching his chest.
"...Basic sword tricks." Lin Zhizhi replied with his chest heaving and enduring the pain.
"What kind of unspeakable swordsmanship? You want to humiliate me like this?" That Mo Xiu was humiliated.
No one can believe that it is the basic sword technique that defeats him! Although there is no such sword art in the Demon Race, but from the name, it is known that it is the kind of art that is not in the mainstream - no matter what, it has to be called "Slayer Sword Art"!
Take the person's name as an example, even if the immortal person is called Li Goudan, can he still be immortal
"...Do you believe it or not." Lin Zhizhi didn't feel that he had an obligation to explain to Mo Xiu.
His experience is special. In the true sense of swordsmanship, he has only practiced basic swordsmanship so far. Xuanhua left before he established the foundation, and the swordsmanship that he left behind was extremely obscure, and Lin Zhiyi couldn't understand it well, and he had not yet started.
Asked the immortal sword to use force, but it did not pierce the opponent's chest as he thought, and there was another force protecting this person.
"Hey, I really watched a good show. Luo Qi, can even a human race lower than you be able to defeat you?" A male voice sounded, and the situation on the field was suddenly reversed.
"Hey, stop talking nonsense, come and help me quickly."
Lin Zhizhi clenched the Wenxian sword, knowing that something was wrong.
Cross-border challenges, and winning the Core Formation Stage at the Foundation Establishment Stage is something that is enough to be proud of for a lifetime. If it can be spread out, I don't know how much prestige it will add to Lin Zhizhi.
However, the helper who appeared later had already sentenced Lin Zhizhi to death.
That is also a magic cultivator in the Pill Formation Realm. No matter how talented he is, it is impossible to defeat the opponent when he is seriously injured.
***
When a Nascent Soul cultivator doesn't want to fight to the death and just wants to escape, the probability of killing him is not high.
After Elder Xuanying left the range of True Immortal Blood at the cost of one arm and one leg, it was equivalent to announcing the end of this demonic raid.
Although the success is close to success, a Nascent Soul elder is nothing to be afraid of, as long as the "that person" that Lord Mozun wants is still there.
If you can achieve the purpose that the adults want before those human races receive the news and come here to investigate, then with the personality of the adults, maybe there is still a way to survive.
The yellow-faced demon cultivator looked far and wide, spread out his consciousness, his lips wriggled, as if he was transmitting a voice to someone.
At this time, the injured Pill Formation Demon Xiu and his helper looked at each other and talked to each other, completely ignoring the black-haired boy who was still lying on the ground. It seems that there is some dispute between the two: "I came to help you specially, how can a bottle of blood alchemy be enough?"
"How much do you want for such a precious treasure? Tell you, I only have three bottles."
"Is the medicine pill more important, or life?"
"… "
This is a flaw.
Lin Zhizhi wiped the blood from his face, jumped up, and used the remaining mana to take the sword in the opposite direction of the two.
This may be the last chance.
Even if the meridians were aching, Lin Zhizhi could only take out the elixir from the Qiankun Ring and stuff it into his mouth, hoping to make up for the lost mana.
Just hold on a little longer...
The two demons followed him unhurriedly, like cats catching mice, enjoying the fun before they started. They didn't go forward directly, even if the black-haired boy in front was almost exhausted.
It was more like they were forcing him to go somewhere.
somewhere where they can achieve their purpose.
- When Lin Zhizhi landed on the ground again, he was already at the point where his spiritual energy was exhausted and his medicinal pills were used up.
Wen Xianjian stopped in mid-air, the black-haired boy rolled to the ground, tried his best to prop up his body, and ran forward.
He entered a cave, which was dark and unfamiliar, all the way forward.
The two demon cultivators behind him slowly followed behind Lin Zhizhi, and said sarcastically, "Don't run away, we might save you a life if we capture them."
"Look carefully, you look good too."
"More than good? The girls I've seen are not as good-looking as him!"
They were already discussing the disposal plan after catching Lin Zhizhi.
Lin Zhizhi covered the wound in his abdomen and staggered forward.
After a few turns, his eyes finally lit up again, and at the end of the hole was an ancient teleportation formation.
The ancient teleportation array is very dangerous. After the passage of time, no one knows whether the array pattern is still useful. Someone once used the ancient teleportation array, but sent his head to another place, leaving his body in place, which was extremely dangerous, but Lin Zhizhi had no choice.
If you can start it -
Lin Zhizhi grabbed the top-quality spirit stone in the Qiankun Ring, jumped up, and embedded it into the eye of the ancient teleportation formation.
The dust swept across the face, and the simple pattern on the teleportation array lit up slightly.
The next second, Lin Zhizhi disappeared where he was.
The two demon cultivators roared loudly, their speed skyrocketed, and they punched the ancient teleportation formation's eye. It's just that the young man's figure had already left, and his palm smashed the ancient teleportation array and damaged the teleportation array.